The atmosphere suddenly fell into a strangely quiet state.
No one said a word.
Xia Weiyi stared fixedly at Ye Che, while Ye Che's gaze shifted uneasily a few times. He seemed somewhat irritable and pulled the woman in his arms to sit down on the couch.
It was hard to say how much time passed before a stiff smile crept across Xia Weiyi's lips. She turned her head to Tang Yu and said, "Tang Yu, Huoda, sorry for interrupting your fun, I'm leaving now."
Her tone was calm and stubborn but mixed with an imperceptible tremble.
After a pause, Xia Weiyi turned around, raised her hand to point at the woman and her voice grew even colder: "You, take good care of Young Master Ye. Who knows, if you do a good job, maybe he will be in such a good mood tomorrow that you'll become the Young Mistress of the Ye Family..."
Having said that, Xia Weiyi pouted her lips and, stepping in her high heels, left the private room.
